Background

No man leaves a battlefield the same way as he entered. Many see ghosts, even the sight of a shadow can spark memories. Some go mad, some take to drink, some take their own lives. Griffin came back from the Battle of Bassus River in 512 different too. He was still but an 18 year old squire back then. He was full of young naivety, that battle only brings glory and is one of the best adventures a man can have.

He used to be a cheerful, handsome young man. Griffin was always interested in art and long conversations with people. There were hundreds of amazing stories in the boy's head. He could've ended up a talented bard, but his need of adventure was stronger. He always wanted to go into the battle and come out as a hero. He always dreamed that one day whole armies would follow his command and he would ride in front of all the men to face his enemies.

He didn't know that war is just darkness. When it starts, all colors disappear but black and red remain. The whole ground is soaked in blood. The screams and wails echo around. The smell of iron, piss and vomit reach your nose and you see how your friends let out their last breath. It's nothing heroic.

He started to drink after his first battle. Not so much at first, but then he had to become part of the Morning Battle too. It changed him even more. The man started to have some anger issues. He started to drink even more as he started to spend some private time with some common people lacking in the best reputation.

However, he continued his training. There was no way back. He was not the best student after that. The blade was the only way to survive to him. So, he was knighted and, finally, free to do whatever he wanted with his life.

Characteristics

Oh sinnerman, where you gonna run to?Sinnerman, where you gonna run to?Where you gonna run to? All along dem day.Well I run to the rock, please hide me.I run to the rock, please hide me.I run to the rock, please hide me. All along dem day.

But the rock cried out, I can't hide you.The rock cried out, I can't hide you.The rock cried out, I ain't gonna hide you. All along dem day.I said, rock, what's a matter with you rock?Don't you see I need you, rock?Lord, lord, lord. All along dem day…

So I run to the river, it was bleedin'.I run to the sea, it was bleedin'.I run to the sea, it was bleedin'.All along dem day…

«<Nina Simone - Sinnerman»>

Standing at average height, this young man has blond hair with darkening roots. High cheekbones gives his cheeks a longish look to them, a strong jaw, and dark eyes. He is lean but athletic.

A bit of an oddity, he wears black studded leather armor with bits of simple chainmail creating a single short sleeve on his left arm. A leather braver on his right arm and a leather bracelet on his left wrist. He wears a copper torc with bronze ends around his neck along with a few wooden or stone pendants, including a cross in the style of British Christians hanging from leather thongs. Black leather pants and boots complete his look.

TRAITS

10

- Chaste

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Lustful -

10

10

- Merciful

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Cruel -

10

13

- Energetic

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Lazy -

7

13

- Modest

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Proud -

7

10

- Forgiving

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Vengeful -

10

4

- Pious

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Worldly -

16

13

- Generous

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Selfish -

7

10

- Prudent

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Reckless -

10

10

- Honest

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Deceitful -

10

13

- Temperate

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Indulgent -

7

10

- Just

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Arbitrary -

10

10

- Trusting

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Suspicious -

10

15

- Valorous

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Cowardly -

5

ATTRIBUTES

Size:

13

Dexterity:

10

Strength:

12

Constitution:

13

Appearance:

15

Damage:

4

HR:

3

MR:

2

THP:

26

Unconscious:

6

SKILLS

Awareness:

11

Boating:

1

Compose:

1

Courtesy:

5

Craft:

0

Dancing:

2

Faerie Lore:

0

Falconry:

3

First Aid:

10

Flirting:

10

Folklore:

2

Gaming:

3

Heraldry:

3

Hunting:

4

Intrigue:

6

Orate:

5

Profession:

0

Play:

10

Read:

0

Recognize:

3

Religion:

2

Romance:

7

Singing:

2

Stewardship:

2

Swimming:

2

Tourney:

10

COMBAT

Battle: 10

Siege: 0

Horsemanship: 15

Sword: 15

Lance: 15

Spear: 6

Dagger: 5

Bow: 0

Axe: 0

On the Grid

Known Associates

So I run to the river, it was boilin'.I run to the sea, it was boilin'.I run to the sea, it was boilin'.Along dem day…

So I run to the lord, please, hide me lord.Don't you see me prayin'?Don't you see me down here prayin'?But the lord said, go to the devil.The lord said, go to the devil.He said, go to the devil.All along dem day…

So I ran to the devil, he was waitin'.I ran to the devil, he was waitin'.Ran to the devil, he was waitin'.All on that day…
//I cried - Power! //